Freedom will not Die

Another middle school poetry assignment I dug up, which also had to be written based on the title you were given.

Once again a hole is dug,

And once again it's filled.

A stone is placed at its head -

He is just another to be killed.

My brother is now dead.

But at least I can say

That he had gone free

And he had felt it each day.

My brother has not really gone,

He is in each of us - you and me.

 

Author's Note

Something just doesn't seem quite right with this poem. I guess it was just kind of rushed, but that's only because I didn't have a whole lot of time to write it.

Reviews

[Alexander Fox]

Ya. I think the beginning ideas arnt as developed as they would like to be......maybe, if you feel upto it, you should go back and rewrite this poem?

[Blade & Blood (The ..]

Aww, that was sweet. Middle school poetry? Which class was this for?

Anyways, you seemed to have been a pretty good poet just as you are now. The way that the poem flowed and it's deep opening. I think that's pretty talented; I would've never been able to come up with that type of opening you presented to us here.

This is a nice lil poem. Glad you found it and I'm grateful you posted it!

Eternally Yours, Blade and Blood (aka Jasmine)